Arrows run through the sky!

Above the tip of the arrow, it is like a black hole, devouring everything.

The shadows are everywhere, tangled on the arrows, and can be clearly seen in vaguely. The infatuated men and women, love, hate, love, and hatred, and the world is happening in a row.

The power of seven emotions and six desires explodes from the arrow.

Endless majesty exploded from the Tai A sword.

This majesty suppresses everything, like heaven and earth.

The whistling northeast wind suddenly stopped, and the white clouds floating above the sky also disappeared.

The sound has also disappeared in the world.

On the chariot, Yan Yuntian waved out a sword in his hand.

The moves are dull, but a shocking dragon energy comes from it.

A loud dragon roar could be heard vaguely, breaking the solemnity in the world.

This sword gathers the dragon energy and makes the dragon sword.

Destroy all things and suppress all forces in the world.

No matter the immortal, demon, monster, monster, Buddha, they all bow down to their heads and surrender under this sword.

The arrows had already collided with the tip of Tai'a Sword, and a shocking explosion was born, and terrifying aftermath swept across all directions.

The earth shattered, and a stream of fiery red magma rushed out from the cracks, like fountains.

The scorching magma continued to erupt from it and began to spread in all directions. The earth roared and vibrated, and the world was shaking.

The black hole at the tip of the arrow sword began to move forward inch by inch, constantly devouring the Taia Sword.

The seven-emotion bow once again pulled into a full moon, and an arrow shot out again.

In an instant, the arrows spanned thousands of distances and came directly to Yan Yuntian, gathering on the previous arrow with a loud bang. The powers of the two began to overlap.

The stalemate situation of the birth of the birth instantly began to determine the outcome. The Tai A sword trembled, and this was a unwilling voice. It flew out from Yan Yuntian's hand and turned into a stream of light, which finally inserted into the ground.

The arrow continued to move forward, whistling to Yan Yuntian's chest, directly breaking the blood hole the size of a fist.

Blood kept flowing, and the internal organs were completely broken. You could clearly see the Yan army that was charging forward in the back. The arrows were moving forward and still moving forward.

The Yan army that tore up all the blocking objects in front of the arrows directly penetrated through the Yan army. All the Yan army that blocked the arrows died under the arrows.

Different emotions such as painful expressions, joy, hatred, sorrow, resentment, etc. appear on their faces.

Yan Yuntian's eyes were filled with unwillingness, and his burly body fell down with a bang, and his amazing spirit gradually disappeared.

Dead.

This King of Yan, who was dominating the eight northern states, died at the hands of Lu Fengxian.

Yan Yuntian died, and a chain reaction suddenly occurred.

The stable chariot, without Yan Yuntian's control, was immediately overturned. The Yan army, which was advancing neatly forward from the rear, quickly disintegrated at this time.

The biggest change is the sky above the north.

The astonishing dragon energy continued to dissipate, and the luck that had originally condensed began to disintegrate inch by inch.

Lu Fengxian stretched out his hand to put away the Qiehui Bow, and his arms gradually dissipated. Seeing the enemy's army gradually began to collapse, Yan Yuntian was the spirit of the enemy.

Kill Yan Yuntian and completely defeated the morale of the Yan army.

He collapsed directly on the battlefield. Lu Fengxian raised the Silent Fang Tianji in his hand and roared loudly and shouted: "Submit and don't kill!"

"Surrender and not kill!"

The army behind him also shouted in unison.

Seeing that Yan Jun was only concerned about collapse and few people obeyed his orders, Lu Fengxian sneered, but didn't care and looked at many people rushing towards the chariot.

Yan Yuntian is the king of Yan. He has been loyal and loyal confidants for so many years. Even though he knew that Yan Yuntian was dead, these confidants still did not give up Yan Yuntian. They rushed up and wanted to take Yan Yuntian's body away.

For these hard-core confidants, Lu Fengxian’s strategy is to kill.

These are all hidden dangers. Only by cleaning them can you completely take charge of the north...

north!

The magician had a high crown and long robe with big sleeves, slowly walking on the official road outside the city, rushing towards the long green robe in the void, as humble as a slave.

Suddenly, the magician's pace stopped.

Looking upwards with some sensitivity, my eyes shine, my eyes turned dark, and deep like a black hole.

Looking quietly above the north, in the magician's eyes, above the north.

It was filled with fog.

Straws of mist gathered from all directions, and a black shadow appeared in it.

This black shadow is huge, and even if it is blocked by fog, it can still be seen by the magician.

But at this time the fog was constantly dissipating, as if it was snow exposed to sunlight. It melted in a blink of an eye, and there was no fog blocking the magician's vision.

The reality and reality hidden under the fog have been exposed to the eyes of the magician.

A dragon is hovering over the eight northern states. This is the transformation of luck and represents the luck of Yanyun.

But now the dragon let out a shrill roar, suddenly losing all its vitality, the scales kept falling, and the luck began to dissipate.

In the blink of an eye, the dragon could no longer maintain its dragon shape, and most of its luck dissipated. In less than three breaths, the dragon had completely disappeared.

No dragon swallowed the northern energy and suppressed the eight northern states.

The luck that came from the Eight States conflicted with each other, and they did not give in to each other at all, and began to conflict over the north.

Chaos had already arisen, but then the huge dragon head came from the south, with the dragon's mouth open and the dragon's whisper constantly shaking, and the luck began to be swallowed by the dragon head.

The magician had not continued to watch it, and the next scene could be expected. In the end, it represented the luck of the King of Chu, which was devouring the luck of the north.

The dragon disintegrated, which indicates that Yan Yuntian is dead.

The demon master felt bitterness in his heart. He was really unfavorable for the years. Since he went south to China, everything has not gone well and nothing has been done.

But after that person came, he was destined to possess Du Beixiao's body easily.

Now that Yan Yuntian is going to rob the north, Yan Yuntian is the biggest obstacle, but at this time, Yan Yuntian is dead.

It is simply a God-given opportunity, blessed by the Demon Heaven.

The wide sleeves shook, and since the opportunity had come, the magician would not give up.

Lights emerged from the hands, which were jade slips, constantly emitted from the hands of the demon master and passed to the hidden secrets.

Raise troops for a thousand days, and use troops for a while.

Although the magician had never done anything big, he was prepared a lot.

For example, the magician didn't know how many people he recruited, so he looked at Chongxu. It's a pity that it had expired before Chongxu could make a contribution.

It has become a useless rib, and it is a pity to eat it.

Blood sacrifice, go south and enter China.
Chapter completed!